I was then flung to the side like a broken toy. I felt so hurt.
No one had ever treated me so badly since I last insulted my professor by accident. He had announced to the class that he had been practicing impressions for an upcoming party, and I praised that he still had the youth in him, since only young people do these useless things.
"Don't do that so suddenly," I cried. "What if you break something?"
Rulia just stared at me with a pale face. I realised that she might be happier if the jewel I was in broke. She had boxed me up and tied three ribbons around the box, but of course, I could still speak with ease. Because I am now a rock, and rocks don't need mouths to talk. I think.
"Why are you so hysterical?"
"You try being calm when some evil stone starts speaking around your neck!"
Ah, I realised. That is indeed a sudden and unexpected conclusion that she would have reached. What if I suddenly straggled her after speaking? It is no wonder she got so scared.
"Well I am sorry. Let us introduce ourselves to each other formally?"
"Why in the world do you think I'd introduce myself to a stone?" Her hiss is just so villain-like that I almost cheered.
"You can call me Ernaline, and from today onwards, I can guide you to become the best Cleridalle ever!"
"Why do you know my name? What the heck are you!"
Oopsie.
"I am a mystical stone that has embraced the spirit of an enchanted, world-ravishing, one in a million, Oracle."
"Bullshit."
Wow.
"Well, it's up to you to believe me, but I'll just say this: I have imprinted on you. You are a good sproutling, or seedling or whatever. Get used to me, and you will find me pretty useful."
She huffed. The battle of wills has started, I've got 14 days to make her fall in love with me.
Would you say I am confident? Hell, no. But what can I do? My spirit is stuck in her amethyst. It was not a joke that my EQ has fallen to the pits. After all, I did not talk to anyone for years.
Considering her destiny though, I figured there would be plenty of opportunities to gain her trust.